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...This is a general post for Paradisa residents, should anyone wish to harass visit or contact Edgeworth ICly. If you are not from Paradisa (I.E., from another game/dressing room, etc), you are welcome to interact with Edgeworth via ~~his Hotel Room~~.

LOLNOPE. Edgey has a new inbox now. Go there.

Room at various angles.

...Because Edgeworth is very well-off, there will be no question that he will request as much from the castle as he can to feel 'at home.' Therefore, his room will be inspired by a room of one of his favourite hotel suites - the Hazlitts in Soho, London. The hotel room is a bit smaller than it appears in the picture, but is extremely richly furnished and decorated. However, with opulence comes a price, as usual, and because of Edgeworth's fastidious tastes, the castle will inflict upon him at least one temporary loss per month. Unbeknownst to Edgeworth, of course.

At any given time, there will be a book or two on the bed, and others placed sporadically at various crevasses within the room. There is another, smaller partition of the room containing a couch, small table, and chair. There are a pair of small speakers, a heated blanket, a small fridge with at least two wine bottles, and a heating apparatus that doesn't emit microwaves. There's also a burgundy/blue chess set. There's no television, no futon, and of course, no Oldbag . There is a black box on the desk that requires not only a key to be opened, but a sliding puzzle to be solved. There's also a medium-sized kitchen. The bathroom is nothing particularly fascinating, as he doesn't spend enough time in there to feel the need to expend too much effort in decorating it, and it is much smaller than one may expect after seeing the room. There is, however, a clean bathtub lined with a few red/gold, unused candles.

See the chess piece? Definitely Edgeworth's room.

The kitchen is similar to this, but quite smaller:

Current Mood: amused
Current Location: Hotel Room

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I suppose that should hold you for now. How is your tea, out of curiosity?

...oh, it's really good. Um, thank you. [He couldn't tell you if it's instant or some kind of elaborate, fancy concoction, but it's good.]

I suppose luck highly favoured you, then. Those types of teas are generally disgusting.

You're beginning to make me wonder if you put poison in it or something.

[Smirk.]

Of course not. It's simply a laxative.

Please tell me you're joking. I can never tell...

...Not at all.

You've been out for an entire week. You must be severely constipated.

I--what--just...

[There are no words. None. He's far too miserable with embarrassment to even try anymore. His lip is trembling because this is some serious business humiliation, though.]

[Finds nothing embarrassing at all by this =D]

You shouldn't worry. It usually takes at least 4-6 hours. You have plenty of time to relax.

[Food doesn't sound quite as good now, but he starts in on his breakfast anyway, because what else is he supposed to do?

This is the face of misery. Eating a bagel.]

Aren't you going to eat something?

I already had breakfast.

...oh.

[Clears throat]
If I didn't know better, I'd say you've had a lot of experience tending to post-comatose people.

I did a lot of reading while you were out.

Yeah, I guess you must have. I'm impressed.

Thank you.

Thanking me is unnecessary. You know very well I enjoy learning new things.

[He polishes off the rest of his bagel.]

Did I miss anything important while I was out?

Nothing good. At all.

...did I miss something bad? [Worried]

...For me, anyway. You had nothing to worry about. I almost wish I were the one in a coma.

[He wants the juicy details!]

...what are the chances you'll explain further?

Hm.

...For one thing, I could not come to see you for two days.

W-well surely that wasn't the end of the world. ~~[notblushing]~~

...I wasn't referring to that.

... It was because I came home to a demon in my bed.

...a demon. ...in your bed.

You know, it's some measure of how comfortable I'm getting in this place that I don't find that as strange as I probably should.